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Chapter 1242 The Warmth That Zeng Jin Missed 5
Lingyin nodded, but stood up: "Are you hungry? Eat some fruit to fill your belly, and I'll make two steaks."

Huahua didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did she come to be a guest?
Looks like it's for work.

Do you want to award him the best employer in the world?
Lingyin seemed to see his expression, and said calmly: "It's almost noon, and it's raining so hard that I won't invite you to a restaurant outside for dinner. Cooking two steaks at home is indeed a bit of bad hospitality. Huh?"

Huahua hurriedly said: "If you don't make it, you don't make it."

Lingyin laughed and went to the kitchen.Huahua was indeed feeling unwell, and unconsciously fell asleep lying on the sofa. When Lingyin came out with the steak, what she saw was this scene. Huahua's emaciated body was curled up on the sofa, falling asleep like a Big boy, clean and charming.

Lingyin was stunned for a while, thinking about whether to put him to sleep in the bedroom, maybe it would wake him up, but he would catch cold even more when he fell asleep, so he went upstairs decisively, found a blanket and went downstairs to cover Huahua superior.

"Mr. Ling," more than an hour later, the assistant who was cursed by Mr. Ling to carry water in the hospital called: "You have a meeting to attend at 01:30 p.m.."

"And then?" Lingyin looked at Huahua who frowned slightly in her sleep, obviously the ringing of the phone disturbed his lucid dream.

The assistant was stunned for a moment. Why did he suddenly feel that it was inappropriate for him to make a call? There was a bit of anger in Mr. Ling's voice. Could it be that he was overthinking?

The assistant thought for a second, and then immediately said: "Well, no more, this subordinate just called to remind you, in case you forget."

Lingyin frowned a little, when did he give people the image of having a bad memory?

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so find someone to attend instead of me." Lingyin watched Huahua sit up in a daze, and hung up the phone decisively: "Let's just say it, hang up." Then he turned off the phone directly.

Huahua sat up and stared blankly for a while, looking left and right, as if she couldn't figure out where she was.

Lingyin handed over a glass of water: "Are you awake?"

Huahua yawned, still dazed, rubbing her head: "Why did I fall asleep?"

"Cold medicine usually contains sleeping ingredients." The box of cold medicine he gave him before seemed to have a bit heavy sleeping ingredients.

Lingyin resolutely ignored this problem.

"Oh." Huahua stretched out her hands, stretched her waist greatly, still a little lazy, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I fell asleep."

Lingyin took a small plate of fresh sour plums: "Eat one, sober your mind."

Hua Hua raised her eyebrows: "Is it very sour?"

"Not sour, very sweet."

Then he was relieved.

As a result, the flower quilt was so sour that it almost bounced.

Lingyin: "..."

The little girl in the fruit shop really told him that the sour plums were very sweet this time.

Huahua's heart: It's really refreshing.

Lingyin took a sip by himself, and was so sour that he shuddered.

He laughed uncontrollably, and really abandoned the sour plum: "Go and wash your face, the steak is still hot, I'll bring it out."

I just want to escape this embarrassing situation out of selfishness, and I will never trust the little girl in the fruit shop again. How can the little girl be so dishonest now?

……

"I slept for two hours." Huahua looked at the time, put her phone back on the dining table, and elegantly cut the steak: "Brother Ling, your cooking skills are good, and your cooking skills are comparable to those of my elder brother's." A top chef."

(End of this chapter)